Love the sea? I dote upon it--from the beach.

Virtue is a beautiful thing in woman when they don't go about with it like a child with a drum making all sorts of noise with it.

Habitual intoxication is the epitome of every crime.

Troubles are like babies - they only grow by nursing.

What women would do if they could not cry, nobody knows. What poor, defenceless creatures they would be!

Earth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest.

A blessed companion is a book! A book that, fitly chosen, is a life-long friend. A book — the unfailing Damon to his loving Pythias. A book that — at a touch — pours its heart into our own.